Breech

It’s time to turn
And make your way
Downward,
But your new life is too fascinating.
Listening closely to the rhythm within,
The beating that draws you
Upward.
It’s time to magically float
On a tide that isn’t
Ruled by any moon.
It’s instinct.
But you fight it, override it.
Time is short,
You must decide
How will you enter this world?